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Border of Wolvendom, about 8:20-9:00

"I'm back guys!" Bennett grinded as he shouted, carrying some fruit and the little bit of meat he managed to get.

"It is about time thou has returned to your Prinzessin and her farel companion. One is most joyful to see thee has returned unharmed. Might one ask what thou has returned with?" Fischl turned to ask.

"What min frioline means to say is that she is happy that you have returned safely and asks what you brought." Oz quickly followed. Razor nodded in agreement.

Bennett chuckled and sat beside the campfire then laid out what he had gotten. Now you might be thinking something happens here and they get yeeted into another world right? If you thought that then you are correct, giant hole opens under them and they fall in. Yay.

They all screamed as they fell into a dark pit that opened under them and begun free falling into what seemed to what seemed to be a concrete jungle. Razor landed on a roof of a tall building, Fischl landed beside him (she was sitting beside Razor and grabbed his coat when they fell), and Bennett landed in a sketchy alley about two dozen blocks away.

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Fischl and Razor POV on a rooftop at like 3:00 pm

As the initial shock of the fall started to wear off Fischl dusted her self off and quickly glanced around, spotting Razor and walking over to him. Once they were both standing, they both took in there surroundings. They're on a flat roof with nothing but a wall with a door and a three foot railing along the edge on it. No chimneys or anything. There was a massive drop on three sides and a a smaller ( tho still large ) drop on the fourth, it had a bridge connecting it to another building pretty much identical to the one they were on.

"Were is Bennett." Razor states.

They scanned the rooftops in search of their missing third and failed to spot him. They both hoped he was on the ground beside the building and made it out fairly unscathed, but then again it was Bennett they were talking about. Razor was the first to move, he pretty much ran to the door.

"Wait for your prinzessin my wolfish companion!" Fischl shouted as she hurried to follow him.

Shockingly, the door was locked.

"Thou shalt not worry, one will simply summon my dear companion Oz and ask him to locate an alternative rout off this peculiar building."

But because the author needs some plot, she is not able to use any power or summon her bow form wherever it comes from.

"What is happening!?!? I can't summon Oz, were is he!? Why can't I feel his presence!?!?"

Razor looked at her as she began to panic, not knowing what to do he reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder and kept it there. It seemed to kinda work.

"Calm, panic not work. Let's get off roof, then we find Benny and Oz." Razor tryed.

Fischl took a few moments to try to composes herself then agreed with Razor.

"Is thou able to summon your assets, such as a weapon or lightning?"

Razor shook his head after a few attempts, then they both jumped as a loud blaring noise started to continuously rain out. A man built like a brick wall with a skin tight blue, red, yellow, and white get up landed on the roof with them.

"I AM HERE." The buff man proclaimed.

"Razor wants to leave." Razor mumbled back after a beat.

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The first thing Bennett saw was a blond lady with sharp teeth and a knife when he woke up. He's sad to say this isn't the first time, but regardless, he still kinda freaked out.

Due to him being the authors favorite, he summon his sword and pushed her away with the flat side.

As she fell to the found Bennett felt a little bad, untill he noticed there were a good number of people in this tavern like place all of who were starring right at him.

He nervously chuckled out a hi as the girl he pushed started to giggle as she sat up with a smile that put the fear of the seven in him. This was not gonna go well was it?

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It was pleasant honestly, hanging out with these stranges.

They called themselves the 'League of Villains' or L.O.V for short. It was far from the first time Bennett was captured by a shady organization, the Fatui were not the worst people to be stuck with and it seemed neither was this group. Twice was interesting to talk to, Kirogi kinda reminded him of Master Diluc, Toga was nice enough, a little scary, but nice. What caught him off guard though was that Oz was here, and that he looked like a eight year old. Short and thin, with black hair that faded to purple, while wearing dress pants a white shirt whit a black vest, he looked more put together then most people Bennett knew.

"Are you feeling better now?" Oz asked in a high but still refined voice as Bennett finished his water.

"Ya, thanks a bunch! I really needed that, I was parched." He chuckled as he placed his glass down.

It was a few days since he woke up, Oz had filled him in on what he figured out about this place. First, they were probably in a different world or something. Second is that this world had its quirks, like super powers not that it was, well it was weird, but- whatever, you get my point. *(Repairs 4th wall real quick)* And third is the legal concept of heroes while also having their own version of the knights they call the police witch did more minor cases that weren't an immediate threat, And villains were akin to the treasure hoarders and Fatui.

Bennett was worried about Fiscal and Razor though. If Oz was here, then does that mean that Fiscal wasn't able to summon him? Could she summon her weapon if she was in danger? Was Razor with her? Are they alright, right? Oz couldn't tell how Fiscal was doing anymore, Oz was probably freaking out about that too. He was sure that Razor would be okay, with or without his weapon, Bennett remembers him accidentally ripping a door at the guild hall off its hinges. Why is he overthinking this? They were probably fine......... He hopes.

" You okay kid? You seem worried about something." A cool voice sounded as a tall guy with black hair and- wait, were those rings in his face?

" I'm alright, just worried about my friends. Who are you?"

" The names Dabi, nice to meet you. You and you friend there are the two who Twice and Toga found right? Have you asked them about your friends yet, they might know."

Bennett sighed, "I have, they said that only Oz and I were that ally."

"Bummer, say, where did you say you where from again?"

"I'm from Mondstat, but I don't know if that exists here. Where are we again?"

Dabi stared at Bennett like he grew a third eye, then shrugged, not really knowing what to say to that first bit.

"Your in Musutafu, a city in Japan. Do you know how you got here kid?"

" Not really. One minute I was in Wolvendom with my friends then next minute I'm here."

"Well, that's odd. Seems your gonna be stuck here for a while then."

"Not to interrupt, but may I ask when Bennett and I will be able to search for our friends?" Oz inquired.

"Your gonna have to ask Shigaraki about that one, he's like the head of this group."

"Shigaraki is the one with light blue hair right?" Bennett asked.

"That's the one."

"Thank you!" Bennett hopped off his seat and glanced around the tavern.

"Do you know where he is?" Oz asked Dabi.

And because the author is tired and wants a little bit of Razor and Fiscal in this chapter:

"Not here, that's what I know." Dabi said lazily.

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Razor was NOT happy. The odd adults with weird cloths were mean and there was at least one ALWAYS with them. The one they were with right now, he was alright. Eraser the others called him, Razor thought that was an odd name. He was asked alot of things lately, Fischl usually answered. Alot of the questions made no scene to Razor, what was a L.O.V? The strange people didn't know about Mondstat, and kept asking about these quirks. What was a quirk? When Fischl asked the people looked at them weird. Did they say something wrong?

But the thing that made Razor was that they refused to let them look for Bennett. The said that they would send others to look for them. Fiscal was also mad at this decision, but the people wouldn't listen. The Eraser person got them to calm down, and lead Fischl and him away. They were now in a room with many tables and Eraser was talking with Fischl, he heard his and Bennetts name a few times. He wasn't paying much attention though.

He misses home.

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She is exhausted.

There were so many people with so many questions, she answered the best she could but some questions just didn't make sense. When she asked about quirks and hero's they failed to provide an answer. They just stared at her confused, that was starting to make her upset. Then, when she asked if they had found or seen their friend after providing a description, they said there had been no one like that around here and the most they could do right now was to send some one to look for him. They denied Razor and her to go look for him saying that we could be 'villains' or something. This had been happening for DAYS now and Fiscal could tell that Razor was also getting frustrated with these people, not to mention he was quite agitated, not liking the busy halls and constant surveillance.

"Take a seat, you look like your about to collapse." The man called Eraser said.

"One offers thanks, this on going interaction is starting to make one quite weary." She stated as she (as elegantly as she could) plopped down in a chair, thankful she could finally rest a bit.

They just sat there for a few minutes, Fischl was quite thankful. The tired man dealt with papers, as he worked the light in his eyes slowly dimed. Razor was seated at the table be side her, he looked exhausted. She shared that feeling.

"So what's this kids name?" Eraser asked.

Fischl (she was NOT startled) asked "Which kid may you be speaking of?"

"The one that's missing, and both of yours too would be appreciated."

She got up and walked to the large desk he was at. " My name is Fischl, the princess der ferutalung, and this is one of my most trusted companions, Razor. The one that we seek is by the name of Bennett. May one inquire why thou requests these names?"

The man gave her a confused look before he shrugged and said, "I'm making a missing persons report on your friend, and depending on what the other staff decide, you and Razor may be stuck here a while."

"May one ask why our stay will be prolonged."

"Because you said that you and your friends are sixteen, and there is no records of any of you. It seems that you guys just appeared out of thin air one day and the authorities need to figure out where you came from. If you could just tell us where you are from-"

"One has already informed thous peers that my companions and I are from Mondstat." She shot at him, not liking the way that this conversation was going.

He gave an annoyed huff. "And we have told you, Mondstat does not exist. Now, if I can continue uninterrupted it would be greatly appreciated. Since we don't know where you are from, it is likely that you will stay at U.A so we know where you and Razor are. Neither of you have a say in this"

Fischl was right, she did not like the conclusion to this conversation. She returned to her seat by Razor and thought over their situation. Here, they were people who showed up one day without any anything to confirm who they were. This place likely had a different laws, currency, social norms, and much more that she had no idea how to handle. The place she was born and raised apparently did not exist. She didn't know anything about anything here. It pained her to admit it, but this U.A was probably her and Razors best shot.

Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder, and looked to her side so fast she cracked her neak, and locked eyes with Razor.

"You OK?" He asked, concern plastered on his face.

"I shall be alright." She replied, only now realising she felt like she was about to cry.

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He was in despite need of coffee right now.

After the conversation with Fischl he had so many more questions, but he felt that if he kept asking things such as 'where are you actually from.' or 'Why do you ether of you keep refusing to tell us your quirks.' he would end up annoying, or aggerating them. There had been no traces of a third person with them, and if this Bennett is anything like the other two, he will be almost impossible for any hero to track him down. With every hero with knowledge on the current situation, and every police station in Musutafu keeping an eye out for a white haired, tan-ish skinned, about 5'4, green eyed sixteen year old kid. It should be easy. Key word, SHOULD. This kid has no record of existing anywhere in Japan (neither do the other two), nowhere on the internet, there are no missing child reports in any county near Japan (ex, China, Russia, Kora) that match their descriptions. Nothing, not a scrap of info on them. Not even Nezu could find anything on them, this Mondstat place (he double and triple checked an impossible amount of languages too, to see if it was a match to a city or town, just anything really. It wasn't.), the visons they were worried about, their weapons, (even if they did have them, these CHILDREN would not get them back). There was nothing.

He won't be sleeping for the foreseeable future will he?

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Nothing but a few missing persons case one one of these kids.

Shigaraki had been trying to find info on this 'Bennett' and 'Oz' for the past few days. Annoying but it could of been worse, they could be with the hero's. He doesn't think Bennett is with them. The kids confused and curious about everything, including hero's. At first amnesia seemed like the obvious answer. But he's unsure.

Bennett often mentions hero's in legends he's never heard of, and try's to look for and understand the opponents point of view in story's that the others tell him. Bennett says that although the 'villain' could of done terrible things, they are still a person, and regardless of everything, they deserve to be heard. There was no wavering or uncertainty in his tone, it sounded like he truly believed it too. It was refreshing to hear honestly. Oz was harder to figure out, but small kids were annoying like that he concluded.

But no matter how he views either kid, the fact there was nothing on them was suspicious. The thought they were other villains crossed his mind. The more he thought about it, the more plausible it became. They were found in a back ally in a sketchy part of town, they were roughed up with bruises and scare's, no online presence, no info on their friends Fischl and Razor. But they had no knowledge on anything really. Tv's, Phones, Radio's, the internet, they were all unknown by them.

Mabey both these theory's were true, it would explain the way Bennett spoke and their lack of anything.

His final theory was that they were with the hero's, that they created new identity's, and though practiced sincerity they made convincing false kindness. Bennett could be a student at that god awful school, and Oz could be too. (Oz could just be a really short high schooler, or could the hero's stoop so low to rope an actual eight year old in a potentially deadly mission?). The missing persons case was odd though, if they wanted them to be lone helpless kids then why get police to look for one of them? And why only one of them? It was confusing to say the least, but he would let the other members of the L.O.V poke around. He had other matters to deal with right now.

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It's been weeks, and with all the commotion they forgot about them. They need to find them. It was fine for now. Razor and Fiscal were starting to forget, but he thinks its been only small things at the moment.

She has worked a way out, she says she might know where Bennett is. He does miss Bennett, he misses him a lot. Razor also looks forward to being able to go outside again, the 'Hero's' didn't let them out because they didn't trust them. He followed her every step. They really didn't want to be caught so in the shadows they stayed, staying alert for those looming behind corners and in rooms. It was handy to have really good hearing, being raised by.... by.... nevermind, he clutched Fiscals hand tighter, she squeezed back.

He think there're almost out, it fells like they've been walking for hours. She stops, so he does too. He hears clicks of heels, every hair stands on end. He thinks he's scared, but she led him behind another corner so the person might not see them. The person passes, they continue. He and Fiscal are finally outside, he pauses for a moment, the absence of wind.....

He doesn't like it here.

The screeching of the building is also dreaded, they run. They made it to many more tall buildings, she keeps running, he holds on tighter. Cold try's to reach him, he's too fast, but the dew is unkind. The gaps between buildings darken, it smells odd. Still running, his side hurts. She starts breathing heavier, he hopes she's ok.
More turns, and more, and more, more, more, more. more. moremoremoremoremoremoermoermoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoermoremoremoremoermoermoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoermoermoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoermoermoremore

She stops, he does too. Razor wants to see him, whoever they are looking for.

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She need to get them out, that wasn't even a question. They needed too leave that night.

She overheard the 'Hero's' talking, a new school year was about to start. They were saying that Razor and her should be sent to live with a 'hero' or a trusted candidate because it wouldn't be possible to keep an eye on them with hundreds of other kids around. If they were sent away, they would never get out, they would never find Bennett or their visions, and if they never find their visions.... She stopped that train of thought. Eraser did try to convince the others that they should try to keep Razor and her here, saying that being around other kids our age would be good for us, and with hundreds of other kids one is bound to recognize them. She thought that it was kind of him that he still saw them as kids and not as a couple of nameless villain's. But she didn't bother to hear the rest of the conversation, she was going to get them both out that night.

There wasn't a set patrol rout the 'hero's' took, so it was going to come down to hearing and sight to not get caught. She thanked whatever gods were listening that Razor had exhalent hearing, she knew that it wouldn't take much to convince Razor to leave as he already hated it here. She was right in that aspect, he did hate it here but he was very hesitant. He said that he was forgetting, that there were gaps in his memory and he didn't know if leaving was the best right now. It was already late, the 'hero's' would be checking on them soon so they needed to be quick.

She regrets how easily she lied to him, saying that she knew where Bennett was, but that they needed to go now if they were going to see him again. She hates how hopeful he looked as he took her hand, trusting her word without any doubt.

She lead him down corridor after corridor, stopping at every click and whisper. He followed her every step, still holding her hand in an iron grip. With only a few close call's they were out. The alarm blared. She ran as fast as she could, he still followed her. She wanted to cry.

She took turn after turn, wishing that there was someone that she could call on to help lead the way. She hoped that he wouldn't notice anything if she ran long enough, if she lead him far enough away from these buildings he would forgive her for lying to him.

She couldn't keep running for much longer, so she stopped. He stopped too. They were in a grungy, seemingly abandoned part of town, she led him into to the most decrepit building around them. When Razor finally fell asleep on her is when she started to think about what to do next.

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*Present*

*With Oz*

She was closer then she was before, he knows that much. He didn't know how he knew but he some how did, and told Bennett as soon as he woke. Bennett was ecstatic to hear this, I calmed him down a bit before we informed everyone at the bar we were leaving for a bit. I'm still unsure how he did it but these people seem to really like and seemingly trust the kid. (Yes, I, as the author, thinks that Oz would call Bennett 'kid' even tho Oz is physically 8 in this fic. None can stop me!!!!! E:< )

After convincing Toga that we wouldn't be out for long and them reminding us that we would e dead if we reported them to the hero's we were off. We wandered for awhile, (I, Oz, try not to brag that I could remember every twist and turn of these streets and ally's. After all, that would be quite improper, mien Frauline would be most peeved if she found out.) I tried my upmost to pin her location but without being able to fly it proved most challenging. Bennett was rambling on about the thousand things he wanted to show and talk to her and Razor about. And how just over all he wanted to be with them again. I can't say I disagree.

We continued for awhile, it was nearing mid day as I caught a glint out of the corner of my eye. I stopped walking immediately and searched for it again, then peered down the alley I assumed it came from. Bennett noticed, looked at me oddly, shrugged and stared down the alley with me. I started down the alley first, he followed me closely, but he then ran ahead. I, confused by this, stopped as I saw him stop behind a large garbage bin, and adopt a look of concern as he kneeled.

"Hey there," Bennett started in a soft voice. "Are you ok?" I noted that he must be speaking to a small and/or scared person, as I walked up to him. A almost inaudible sob erupted from behind the bin, Bennett becoming more worried, and I now stood by him. I was correct I'm my guess, this person is definitely scared, no, they are terrified. "Don't let him find me, please, I don't wanna go back there." The person was now fully sobbing. Now that I got a good look at this person it was clear they were a child, they had long light blue hair, large round red eyes, a small horn on the top of their head (things like this don't phase me any more, I do hang around Kirogri a lot), and oddly enough, they were wearing a plain white dress.

Bennett looked as if his heart was torn in two by their previous statement and reached out for them, and they barled into him. He trapped them in a tight embrace as they wailed into his shoulder. I would be a lier if I said this seen didn't threaten to make me cry. The glint appeared again. They had the shiny thing. I step to the side to see what it is (I'm a raven, sew me) and it was a... Vision.

The kid has an electro vision.

I knew it wasn't theirs either, because A. I am 99% sure they are not from Tayvat, and B. They had an electric burn going up their arm, so even if they are from Tayvat, that vision is not theirs.

((Author here, just wanna clarify that I head cannon that if someone touches a vision gem that isnt theirs then the person will be harmed via electrocution, burns, frost bite, sharp stabs from a geo and dengro, hydro will drastically increase/decrease temp depending on the personality of its user while applying the 'wet' status (haha), and anemo let's out a powerful burst of energy that has a ton of knockback. These occurs if a person other then the user touches the GEM. not the casing, the casing has these effects to an one thousands of a degree. so the casing is pretty much fine to touch. ))

"Might one ask what you have there?" I asked, now realizing that now might not be the best time to ask that. They turned to face me, and glanced at the vision, then back to me. "Oz! Not now!" Bennett huffed in annoyance. The kid pushed out of the hug, and looked down at the pavement, "I'm not sure what it is, I found it as a ran from him. He was reaching up so fast, so I picked it up and threw it at him. It made him stop and slid back to me, so I grabbed it. It hurt me too though, but it helped me so I kept it." They mumbled back.

Bennett frowned, and seemed to ponder for a moment. He sighed and looked at the kid once again, and offered his hand to the kid. They glanced up and after a pause they gave him a defensive look. "I'm not gonna give it to you," their voice cracked "It's the only thing that I can use to keep him away." They left no room for argument in that statement. Than Bennett spoke. "I figured as much, but can I see your arm? That's a pretty nasty burn you got there, is that from when you hurt yourself with it?" They looked at their arm, and back to Bennett. "I wanna help, but if you don't want me to, then that's okay too." He said slowly.

Both of them just began to look at one another for a while, I was unsure of what to do so I remained still. Bennett seemed to have this under control at the moment. I watched as the kid seemed to reach a conclusion as they switched witch hand the vision was in and placed their burned one in his. Bennett's face softened as he placed his other hand on to theirs, and the ally warmed a bit as he activated his vision. The kid's eyes lit up as the burn faded away, only faint light magenta mark was left in the palm of their hand.

(Author again, I know that you can google 'healed electric burns' and most the scars r dark brown or light pink, but whith vision burns i think the would be more purple cuz electro is, well, purple. this is my story, i will take me creative liberty's, thank vey much)

"Sorry there's a mark left, it was a pretty bad burn..." Bennett trailed off. The kid just stared at their arm, and I still just stood there. I still hadn't a clue as was to do. Bennett continued to heal them, I assume they have many hidden injury's because of this. "My names Bennett, and over there is Oz," he gestured to me. They seemed to have forgotten I was there by the way they startled. "My name's Eri." the ki- Eri said. "That's a pretty name." he smiled at her. She smiled back. Another pause. "Eri, is there anything we can do for you? The thing you have, it's very important to a friend of mine. They need it to be okay, like you do." She looked away, and looked deep in thought.

"I'll only give it to you if you take me with you." She said with a sense of uneasy determination. "Well uh, that might not be the best for you, the people we live with are a little bit, how do I put this.......... Unstable? Harsh? Well, harsh at first but really nice once you get to know you! They can, well some of them be rather, jittery? Yeah jittery, at times..........." Bennett was rambling again. Eri interrupted quickly, "Well.. That's the only way you'll get the gem thing from me!" She stepped back, puffing one of her cheeks in what seems to be finality. Bennett looked at me for a moment, I nodded to her. This seemed to be the only way to get it from her with out brute force, (the auther does no want to go thou all possiblitys rn) so it seemed to be the only way. Bennett sighed of the umpteenth time today and an 'okay' was heard.

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*Bennett P.O.V

"...AND YOU BROUGHT A KID HERE!? WHAT GAVE YOU THAT BRIGHT IDEA!?" Shigeraki screamed, he's been at this for awhile now. I flinched a bit "She really needed a place to stay and she didn't have anywhere else to go so I, yanno, brought her here." a nervures chuckle escaped me. Kiroguri thankfully stepped in. "Please calm down, if you will come with me to another room, we have matters to discuss." Shigeraki kept scratching his neck to the point it looked pain full. he shot me another glare and walk off with Kiroguri to and to another room. I slinked off to the bar where others were cooing at Eri. "I have explained to them what we know was happening to her, they seem to have taken great pity on her." I jumped as Oz popped out of nowhere. I huffed, "Well that's good, hopefully Shigeraki will feel the same way soon too." Oz hummed in agreement, he was probably eavesdropping on my 'conversation' earlier.

I looked at the vision in my hand and smiled.

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It is New years in this world, and Bennett was thankful that he had Fiscal, Razor, and Oz are with him again. This place was incredibly different, and scary honestly, but that's okay. He didn't even know if it truly was New Years here, it was more like a feeling really. There was nothing but the sway of tall grass and quite grown's in the distance, but they were too far to really be an issue.

The other three were fast asleep, Razor laying with his head on my lap, Fiscal leaning on my side, and Oz laying on her lap. I am sitting up, leaning back on the palms of my hands, enjoying the breeze that reminds me of home, but its.... stiffer. Less, kind? Like if the wind back home was a hug, this wind is a firm pat on the back. Still comforting but less so. I wonder how my dads are. I sigh quietly and look up at the night sky. It's beautiful. Pitch black and littered with small speaks of light. Not much different from the sky's of Teavat, but they seem more.... Real? Like this sky puts Teayvat's to shame some how. I don't know how to describe it really. The gentle breaths of my companions pull me out of my thoughts, and i take a refreshing breath.

It's not Mondstat, but its home enough as long as I'm with them.

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*Aizawa POV

All of these kids were going to drive him mad, all twenty of them. The results of the little test he put them though were better than he was expecting, so he let them all stay this year. He could feel the headache they were gonna be already. The new A1 class was a mess, another problem that he unfortunately has to deal with. He'll manage, it is quite literally his job so he'll have too. He sighs and leans back in to his living room couch and reaches for his coffee, looking over his students reports.

His eyes glance over the incident report of Fiscal's and Razor's break out. He sighs for the umpteenth time that day, it had been two weeks since then and there was still no trace of them. He kept tabs on the search but couldn't help due to the new school year, it frustrated him to no end.

It worried him to no end.

Those two seemed to know next to nothing about anything, now they’re out somewhere that heroes can’t find. All he can hope for is that villains haven’t found them, they haven’t gotten gravely injured, and that heroes or police will find them soon.

Aizawa thinks back to the night Fiscal and Razor broke out. It was obvious in hindsight, those two were always on edge and they clearly hated being trapped in U.A. He knew even at the time that them trying to leave was very likely, he just didn’t expect it so soon or that they would actually manage to get out.

He attempts to sip his coffee again, but his cup is empty. He groans and goes to refill his cup.

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He can not remember how long it has been since they got here. Fiscal and he had been in this ruin place for a while, he can not remember why. He’s not sure she remembers why, but a part of him tells him that this place is better then where they were. Razor sighs, he is sitting against a wall with Fiscal asleep against him. This is fine, he thinks to himself. They will hopefully remember what they were looking for soon.